A Yoruba adage made popular by the legendary singer, King Sunny Ade, says "Akinkaju t’o mo’ja ti’o mo’sa iru won ma’n b’ogun ibo mi lo ni". Meaning a good warrior knows when to advance and when to retreat. And a better warrior even knows whether to go to war or not.
Now am talking about Donald Duke. I am so pissed off with him that if he was Dara (my baby) I would have whipped his bum silly. Can you imagine this guy raising up everyone’s hope then throwing in the towel so cheaply without a fight? I know politics is about strategy and it is about give and take.
Well, we all remember that when the issue of presidency came up, Duke was playing hide and seek and he wouldn’t come out on time. But when he decided to, everyone was happy. There wasn’t any doubt that I was going to march every member of my family (at gun point!) to go and vote for him. His credentials are impeccable. He’s up to the task. At last we all felt Nigeria was set to graduate from the remedial classes.
How wrong we were. Baba just called him last Thursday night (two days to the December 16 PDD Presidential primaries) to shakara the guy and he just collapsed like that. What a shame! Didn’t he know all these before? Didn’t he know there would be an anointed from the north? We all thought he had all it takes to fight it to the end.
No wahala. We must move on but Duke better not bother come and disturb me again because I only stake my votes with people who know what they want to do. And em, with Yar’ Adua, I don’t know what to say because I don’t know him. I didn’t ‘en know there was a governor called a Yar’ Adua before this presidential primaries. However, the few I have heard people say about him are pretty ok. Not fireworks in terms of, em, say reforms and ideas, but at least, I heard his’s honest and not corrupt and no matter what, we need a massive dosage of that in Nigeria, especially after the last 8 years of garrison politics.